Ruthless

The Big Day

Balance point was filled to the brim with all clans. Fairy, Human, Giant, Goddess, and even some Vampires and Demons.

The town had screens and sound systems everywhere, playing music and showing the artists on the screens.

Up on the hill, under a large blossom tree, people were setting up. Chairs were pulled out, the alter was set up, and flowers of pink and white were everywhere.

Inside, on opposite sides of the Supreme Deity's Fortress, were Elizabeth and Meliodas. They were getting ready.

Let's go to Meliodas first, shall we?

Meliodas, King, Zeldris, Estarossa and Ban were all getting ready. They were putting on suits, and trying to fix their hair.

"Why do we have to wear this thing?" Zeldris complained, plucking at his tie distastefully. "I hate them."

"A formality, brother." Estarossa grinned, fixing his hair. "You can take it out when we get to eat food. What is with your hatred for them, anyway?"

"They restrict you and it feels like you're going to choke yourself."

"They're not dangerous." King chuckled.

"You never know. You never know." Zeldris whispered dramatically.

Meliodas was fiddling with his tie as well, but not for any proper reason.

Ban noticed, and walked up to him. "Hey, you nervous?"

"I guess." Meliodas admitted, chuckling slightly. "But who wouldn't be?"

"King wouldn't. He'd pass out before the wedding would even start." Estarossa teased.

"Hey!" King hit Estarossa with his pillow.

"Watch it, Fairy King! You just messed up my hair!" Estarossa moaned, grabbing a brush.

"Hey, Meliodas, why won't you brush your hair?" King asked curiously.

"It is..." Meliodas mumbled, and everyone laughed. "Shut up."

"Oh, Brother? Why is the colour pink?" Zeldris pointed to his tie. "I mean, it's not my favourite colour, and probably not yours either."

"Elizabeth picked it and I just agreed."  Meliodas shrugged.

"Well, it's nearly time, we better be getting down there. The guests will be here soon." Estarossa sighed. "Let's go."

"You ready?" Zeldris asked his brother, walking down to the field.

"Ready as I'll ever be." He grinned.

Meanwhile, with Elizabeth, things weren't as laid back and relaxed.

The tailor had misjudged Elaine's size and made it too big for her. So everyone was rushing to try and get it fixed in time.

Elizabeth was sitting, in her beautiful white, lace wedding dress on a little stool in front of a mirror while Gelda did her hair. Gelda, as Elizabeth requested, had left it down, but made a braid crown in her hair and added flowers throughout it.

Elizabeth worried. "But what if the dress isn't ready in time, or the altar isn't finished, or it starts raining, or Meliodas ditches me, or-"

"Calm down, Elizabeth, it'll be perfect. Diane did take charge, after all." Gelda replied patiently for the fourteenth time. "And Meliodas would never, ever ditch you, he loves you."

Gelda was wearing her hair in a low, braided bun, and the bridesmaid dress was a light pink, flowing floor length dress, with a lacy bit at the top.